Jet moved like lightning, delivering a fierce kick that sent a burly Black Pig People flying.
The Black Pig People screamed as he flew, knocking down a group of his companions behind him.
Jet panted heavily, sweat streaming down his face. He glanced back at the gigantic Fire Crown Treant in the distance, which was wildly releasing flower seeds to sweep the battlefield, occasionally roaring and unleashing emerald shockwaves that sent large numbers of enemies flying. He unconsciously swallowed.
"Ezreal, that guy, his Summoned Beast is too strong!"
"Didn't they say this guy was here to provide us with healing support? But it looks like he fights even more fiercely than all of us combined!"
Jet pointed at the Fire Crown Treant's back and shouted to the others, "This guy called Fire Crown Treant is too amazing!"
"We've been completely surpassed by the newcomer!" Droy laughed, his bean sprout hairstyle bobbing, looking a bit silly. He continuously threw out plant seeds the size of candy beans with both hands.
The surrounding vines fiercely lashed out at a group of orcs, knocking them all down.
His magic was a kind of area-of-effect type that he didn't need to worry too much about after casting, so he continued to throw seeds while replying, "The gap between us and Ezreal is getting bigger and bigger. I feel like we can't even catch up."
"Wood-Make Magic: Stinging Heart!" Laki's hands danced, green magic surging around her. Several wooden arrows with heart-shaped fletchings instantly formed, precisely skewering several pouncing White Rat People into porcupines.
Among the four, Laki was the strongest, close to an A-Class Mage, so she was the most at ease among them, even having the spare capacity to observe the Fire Crown Treant's battle.
The roaring Fire Crown Treant exploded with a green shockwave around his body, and thousands of human-head-sized leaves mixed in the shockwave flew outwards, shredding large numbers of orcs. Dismembered limbs, blood, and internal organs splattered onto the ground.
Bloody, violent!
"That big guy is almost S-Class, isn't he?" Laki retracted her gaze, a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She said with a wry smile, "Even his Summoned Beast is so strong. We really need to work harder."
"Solid Script: Stamina Replenishment!"
"Solid Script: Energy Recovery!"
"Solid Script: Defense Boost!" Levy pushed her hands forward again, and colorful light formed several ancient characters in the air, which were applied to everyone.
The blue-haired, glasses-wearing girl panted and said, "We've also grown, it's just that Ezreal and the others are improving too fast."
"Laxus, despite being annoying, his Mage training plan has indeed significantly boosted everyone's strength." Droy wiped the sweat from his forehead and then flung out many seeds from his pocket, scattering them on the ground.
"We've definitely made progress, but it's completely incomparable to those guys!" Jet stopped, adjusted his cowboy hat with one hand, and shook his head helplessly. "Their training is too exaggerated. Twenty-four hours a day, besides eating and resting, it's just training. They're practically robots."
"I heard they even have extra training on rest days. I feel like the guild is getting really competitive!" A resentful voice came from under the cowboy hat.
As Jet spoke, a Black Pig People wielding a huge mace charged fiercely at Jet.
Jet sidestepped, nimbly dodging the attack, and then countered with a kick to the Black Pig People's abdomen.
The powerful kick sent the Black Pig People flying backward, spitting out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. He crashed into two or three orcs before falling heavily to the ground, lifeless.
Jet shouted, "Laki, you and Droy both use plant magic, but why does it feel so different from Ezreal's Summoned Beast?"
Laki quickly changed her hand gestures, placing them on her forehead. Green magic condensed, then bloomed, transforming into numerous green sea urchin-shaped thorny balls that shot out, striking down the nearby orcs one by one.
She said somewhat awkwardly, "Compared to the Fire Crown Treant's, my Wood-Make Magic really doesn't measure up. I need to figure out how to improve it."
Droy clasped his hands together, and more vines emerged from the ground like mad pythons, intertwining to form a giant net.
He said, "I'm also wondering, it's the same plant magic, but why is the difference so huge?"
Levy's gaze was focused, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She shouted, "Don't just envy others, we just need to do our best. With good teamwork, we can still achieve great things."
As they were speaking, a horde of orcs surged forward like a tide.
Jet was incredibly fast; his figure weaved through the orc crowd like a black lightning bolt.
Every kick carried a fierce whooshing sound.
"No matter what, let's deal with these guys first!" Jet roared loudly. His feet lashed out at the orcs like a sudden storm. Each kick contained immense power; any orc hit either had their bones broken and tendons snapped or screamed as they were sent flying.
Laki's hands danced, and she cried out, "Wood-Make Magic: Mace!"
Instantly, a giant mace appeared in her hand, nearly three meters long, yet the petite Laki held it with ease.
The mace was made of hard wood, covered in sharp spikes.
Laki gripped the mace with both hands, took a charging step, and swung it hard.
The mace, with a whistling sound, descended like a mountain, instantly knocking away a group of orcs.
The orcs were sent sprawling, blood splattering everywhere.
Droy flung out two handfuls of seeds, then clasped his hands together, his eyes firm, and shouted, "Vine Entanglement: Bind!"
More vines frantically emerged from the ground. Like living giant pythons, they swiftly and tightly wrapped around the orcs.
The thorns on the vines dug deep into the orcs' bodies, making them howl in pain.
Levy concentrated, a glint in her eyes. She shouted, "Solid Script: Enhance!"
Colorful light instantly flew from her hands, transforming into ancient characters swirling with light in the air. After briefly floating, they merged into her teammates' bodies like shooting stars.
With the buff magic entering their bodies, their aura surged again.
Laki, while swinging her mace, said, "I wonder how long we'll have to train after this war ends to catch up to Ezreal and the others."
Droy controlled the vines, tightly re-entangling a group of orcs attempting to break free, and replied, "Don't think so much about that for now. The enemies in front of us are enough to handle."
Jet kicked down several orcs in a row and shouted, "We can't let ourselves fall too far behind, or we'll be laughed at."
Levy wiped the sweat from her face, a encouraging smile appearing, and said, "It's good that everyone has this determination."
As they were speaking, a black magical beam, like a venomous snake, rapidly struck them from a blind spot.
Levy was about to cast a buff spell on her teammates when she suddenly felt a chill down her back.
The black beam instantly hit her. Unprepared, Levy screamed, blood gushing from her mouth, and her body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
"Levy!" The others exclaimed.
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